Easy Rider – an album

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What comes to mind in this picture is the idea for a rock album, specifically one that may involve songs of being on a journey, revelations, and finding oneself. I even went to the trouble to create the actual CD art for this album and the square cover art seen on the case (it surprises me that CDs are still surviving in the music industry with the rise of online music stores – and the easiness to just download songs for free). The toning down of this picture to a grayscale has a powerful effect, making the image subtler and timeless.
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 Album Front Cover
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Album Back Cover

Obviously, all of the songs fit in with the motorcycle/journey theme of the album. The song “Colton” would be about a junior at my high school last year who was involved in a fatal car crash and how life can deal you the most inopportune fate sometimes. A sort of tribute to him and what how his life might have been if something had told him not to drive home from the prom that night. On this album, there would be a contrast of lighter, faster paced songs, and more darker and emotionally packed ballads.


Photo Challenge for Week of October 24: Cover Art

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One Word Photo Challenge: Chocolate

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Chocolate Shoes

Chocolate Dresser

Chocolate!

Mocha Cat

Owl Purse

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One Armed Bear

Caramel and Chocolate Syrup

I’m a guitar man 

With my brown dusty shoes

And everything else

That pulls off the chocolately blues

Challenge Accomplished

Winning the Contest

The World Series starts tonight! In your own life, what would be the equivalent of a walk-off home run? (For the baseball-averse, that’s a last-minute, back-against-the-wall play that guarantees a dramatic victory.)


First things first, as someone else said on here, a grand-slam in baseball is not technically a walk-off home run. The game can still be lost.

Now on to the meat and potatoes…

It was my dad who sparked the idea for the tagline on the front of the shirt but I went a little further and embellished the idea. Many of you probably have no idea what donating plasma is but I quite thoroughly explained it in a post a while back. I’m doing this contest for a chance to win an iPad (I don’t know what kind, for all I know it’s a first genner), but I also have a chance for the second place prize, a pair of Dr. Dre headphones, and the third place prize is a Huffy bicycle. Yeah, it all sounds kind of cheesy from writing it but any reward would be fine for me.

I’m quite savvy with designing things and this is a further example of what I can do with what little graphic design equipment I have (no Photoshop, using an expired trial of CorelDraw, working around the limitations).

I would be quite happy to win this contest as I have never won anything like it in my life and it would give me confidence to do other things. Maybe if I won the center would hire me to design more things in the future. Seeing my t-shirt being worn by other people would make me very happy and would be a walk-off home run in my world.

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My well thought out design

Becoming immortal on the streets

Curvy techno corners here I come 


Daily Prompt 10/21/14

P.S. I’m rooting for the Royals in the World Series! The Tigers were knocked out early so it’s seems like right to go for Cinderella over the team that swept the T’s in 2012, the San Francisco Giants.

Through the Ages

Let me take you on a journey that started as a seed

That grew from being fed and watered and became the life of me

At age zero, I was barely existent, my eyes still small and feeble

At age one, my ears started listening, and crawling led to people

At age two, I began to walk and not long after I could also talk

At age three, my sister arrived and I was no longer special

At age four, I soaked up knowledge like a sponge, the building blocks were no wrestle

At age five, my memories started pouring like concrete, things becoming sharper and clear

At age six, I woke up in a car and my life seemed to shift into high gear

At age seven, I was silent by far, and with autism trouble first arrived

My grandfather died that year and I soon became familiar with death’s fateful eye

At age eight, the world was still unknown, I had not reached the big climb

At age nine, summer school was a drone and my problems became more in line

At age ten, I smiled at the last decade but there was still something missing, no friends to partake

At age eleven, my body starting rearranging, moving into phase two

At age twelve, my last grandmother perished, and I did not know what to do

At age thirteen, the adolescent slump was difficult to manage, my life fairly poor and simple,

At age fourteen, things started to look up, I finally had a principle

At age fifteen, I kicked into high school, my final leg beginning

At age sixteen, the pedal finally felt my force, the car crazily spinning

At age seventeen, my first love came by dance floor, my worries finally subsiding

At age eighteen, I finally finished school, and it seemed like smooth riding 

At age nineteen, my studies were anew, a new freedom, a new edge

At age twenty, I finally found a money line, that was as easy as music on a bed

At age twenty-one, the speed limits were over, I was free to go wild as ever

At age twenty-two, I was suddenly not a child, and life started to become weathered

At age twenty-three, I am writing about the journey, how it twisted and turned and got me learning

That I was not invincible, my faults became clear, my eyes were opened, my ears became to hear

I am human like everyone else, complete with jagged edges, not perfect all at, still trimming the hedges

But I have never viewed myself as immortal, for that would be a boastful crime,

When death comes I will embrace it, 

The only thing immortal will be the words I leave behind


Daily Prompt 10/20/14

The feature image is of an immortal hydra polyp found in 2012 that could be the key to slowing down the aging process in humans, leading to near-immortality.

WPC: Weird Science Experiment

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The sheer hardness of the first glass is really being pronounced above and in the reflection. The screwdriver seeming to “sink” in a zig-zag manner down to an infinite bottom is also intriguing. Shadows are being cast in the background giving everything a nice 3D effect. There seems to be a flicker of a flame in the measuring cup as well. Oh, did you think I would forget about you, middle glass? The part on the stem of the glass that is brightest is amazing as well as the white lighting on the reflective underside. I think two evil looking, white hot, green rimmed eyes are staring at me on that stem and on the reflective side a smiling something can be seen. This looks maddeningly like a weird science experiment. The nightlife of a bar also comes to mind.


Photo Challenge for Week of October 17: Refraction

One Word Photo Challenge: Mint

I decided to expand the photography sector of my blog more and give this challenge a try.

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0512 Big Spring Tree

The first picture is of a Shamrock Shake taken in March; it literally is mint flavored. The one below that is me in my Full Keg T-shirt (a favorite of mine). Next are two pictures from the Cascades Falls Park in my hometown. Then, you see the picture of the Ford Fiesta taken in February for my 365 photo project. Finally, there is an explosive shot of a freshly bloomed tree from May which is one of my all time favorites. Since spring is strongly correlated with anything green, the color mint easily comes to mind.

Since this is my first time doing the challenge, I might be a little literal on choosing pictures according to the color ‘mint’.

WPC: April Sky of Dreams

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Oh, what a sight, the April sky of my dreams, found while walking home one evening.

Those clouds are like dark smoke, fluffy, roaring, billowing out with the fierceness of giants. The streak of light pierces the evening sky, creating an electric connection between two cloud nodes, as if it communicating back and forth.

But what became most surprising is when I stared at this long enough and the image of a demon god monster suddenly formed, holding the “lightning bolt” in a smoky grey hand, a scowl expression on his frowning face. An eye and a crown shaped head can easily be seen. The god, who might actually be Zeus, also seems to be sporting a large beard. It looks like he’s prodding the cloud below. And now I have just made out the image of a cannonball or bowling ball being lifted over the right shoulder of “Zeus” with a muscular arm and he apparently wanting to throw it – or it might be a large dark fist being raised in fury. His formless, ghostly body also materializes in the open space of the sky and it looks like he’s floating on his side through the channel. Now it is quite apparent: a thunderous god is in the clouds with his magic bolt or wand of lightning; I cannot look at this picture without seeing it now.

Fiery orange, somber blue, wispy white, smog grey, amber yellow, all sifting together harmoniously to create this unimaginable scene.

At the fiery core of the masterpiece is what looks like a volcano about to erupt. The eye of the storm. The sun simmering down on a calm April evening.

This shot is absolutely beautiful. There is so much vibrant color, the rich shades of grey and deep blue tinged cumulus’ are marvelous.

I cannot stop looking at the sky god, it is so amazingly clear now…it’s head is now fully shaped. I move in closer and wow – there’s an ear as well.


Photo Challenge for Week of October 10: Dreamy